To the Closing of a Chapter, and the Opening of a new one

Hello divine readers, from the upside down, from the other side….. Hello.

I have missed you so. I have missed this so.

I am writing this using a very old IPad, and a QWERTY keyboard, that mimics a typewriter. It has been lent to me by a dear dear soul friend. It is helping me channel and honor my old soul self. It is also helping me enjoy playing with my toys. Last night that didn’t go so well with one of my fountain pens. I swear those things cause me so much grief. It is hardly worth it, were it not such a deeply ingrained love of a writer, for the various timeless mediums of our craft.

Most often these days find me just trying to figure out how to be a person.

Whatever it is that this truly means. I suppose something to do with balance, consideration of self and other in, as equal measure as one can measure given the vicissitudes of life. Most recently I am including content from Women Who Run with Wolves, which I’ve had a long time, but not given myself the time to delve into, as we so often do. Which is addressed within. My writing coach recently referred to this book as being medicinal, and I could not agree more.

So I wanted to start the year off strong with connection to my knowing, my intuition, a connection to how I feel, what I need. This has historically been very difficult for me, which is exactly why I want to give the much deserved and long time needed attention to it.

This year for me I plan to be one of delving into my own depths, rather than seeking in someone else how to find something about me. It shall be a year of minimalism. Of contemplation rather than consumption. Of learning the lines, rather than never enough, and an endless abyss of wanting. Desire can only take us so far. And love I have found is built.

I am putting up on the self some childish fantasies of a mystical union, and cultivating that which is present in my life and shows up for me. I have been doing this awhile now, but I am speaking the intention aloud to continue my forward path. I am open to trusting what is placed before me, rather than trying to cut through the jungle with a machete, and burn my way through anything that stands in my way.

I am taking a gentler approach these days.

I would say that trust is probably one of my most important lessons and in the past has felt like a giant obstacle standing in my way, rather than a source of nurturing. I am learning to have a new relationship with it.

I have been geeking out on Stranger Things. My history with it is interesting. I dabbled with it, but was unable to tolerate some of the more disturbing elements, because I become too identified and fused. Simply put a person with a high connection to their empathy does not merely observe material, they experience it. My heart rate can jump to 120-130 simply watching a show if I do not gain control over my gift. I am learning how to do that, and when and how to separate myself into an observer of fantasy, of story for the sake of it, so I do not harm my body in the process.

So when my daughter invited me to watch all of it with her in preparation for the final season, I was all too eager to acquiesce. I have found a lot of metaphor within the show for the integration of our own shadow into the self, so it can become whole. And more simply stated I truly enjoy the 80’s pop culture and recalling a simpler time of existence where children rode their bikes and played outside without nearly as much concern for harm. I am grateful I grew up in a time before cel phones and as much overwhelming connectivity as we have now.

We are going to see the finale at the movie theater. So I have to stay off the internet until then. I try to do that in general these days anyway.

I am excited to share with all of you a new an interesting cast of characters in life, and more of my daily adventures, here in this blog in the upcoming year. I am hopeful to do a blog post a week at minimum. It won’t be perfect. I will have some hiccups and probably stretches, but my goal is to close the gap in my all or nothing, and make more of a habit of allowing my writer to emerge, come what may.

That being said I am going to sign off for an errand to see the Little prince who has been promoted to King at the land of Trader Joe’s. I am so proud of him. I am going with Twin B, my mighty marvel loving sensitive “bug”. Family time is the thing I crave most. Family as defined as a person’s who’s energy you feel safe with, though not all the time. Because family can be difficult too, as we mirror one another’s triggers, and proximity guarantees we will hurt one another the most of all humans we interact with. And we also get the best moments of each other too. That whole balance thing.

So I sign off for now

Imperfectly Yours…..

The emotional alchemist

AKA Christina Jenkins

ps look forward to my post of some summary of the year, and hopes and dreams for 2026. I am in deep reflection about these things today.